yesterday as i walked home, i got down on my hands and knees to get closer to the very little forms whose lives at this time of year are contained beneath the surface of the snow and then also the soil while winter winters on . . . .
Saturday, January 31, 2015
Friday, January 30, 2015
under the ice . . . .
i found a place where i could slide down the side of the river embankment and catch up in some boulders at the bottom right by the rivers edge.
it's so cool! with the freeze and then the rise in temperatures, little bits of the ice have lifted up revealing tucked away spaces underneath!
here's what i found in two of those teeny tiny ice caves . . .
it's so cool! with the freeze and then the rise in temperatures, little bits of the ice have lifted up revealing tucked away spaces underneath!
here's what i found in two of those teeny tiny ice caves . . .
Thursday, January 29, 2015
i am in awe of them ...
all the sweet birds . . . the brave birds . . . who winter over and somehow
somehow manage to eke out a living - let's use that word truthfully .... a living ... as in they survive . . .
i am in awe of them . . .
somehow manage to eke out a living - let's use that word truthfully .... a living ... as in they survive . . .
i am in awe of them . . .
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
sid drops by . . .
sid the cat. a lot havier than i last saw him but perhaps that's to cope with the cold - twenty below zero when he dropped by . . . .
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Monday, January 26, 2015
waiting to return
this leaf . . . frozen into the ice . . . waiting for its time to return to the great cycle of decomposition and new life . . .
Sunday, January 25, 2015
Saturday, January 24, 2015
Friday, January 23, 2015
leaving by the back door . . .
some days i leave school by the backdoor. it's surreptitious yes. but also quiet, allows for focussing before i get on my bike, and it reflects the very real need for space alone . . .
on this particular day, the sky reflected the scattered and yet lovely energy available throughout the day . . .
on this particular day, the sky reflected the scattered and yet lovely energy available throughout the day . . .
Thursday, January 22, 2015
midwinter river
i rode my bicycle (in late january!) through the very cold morning (minus 24 celsius plus the windchill on the bicycle) and then home via the river down by little lake cemetery.
the sun was reaching that sweet spot in the winter day where it throws golden rays across the landscape ever so briefly . . .
the water - yes water even in the middle of a cold winter - was as blue as you see here . . .
the sun was reaching that sweet spot in the winter day where it throws golden rays across the landscape ever so briefly . . .
the water - yes water even in the middle of a cold winter - was as blue as you see here . . .
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Monday, January 19, 2015
Sunday, January 18, 2015
into the light . . .
jackson creek runs under much of the downtown portion of my city . . . here it emerges into the fresh air of an early evening. . .
Saturday, January 17, 2015
Friday, January 16, 2015
Thursday, January 15, 2015
a late long walk home
i took the very long route home along the eastern shore of the otonabee . . . it was entirely worth the extra distance, the extra time, the extra chill that set in on my hands . . .
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